C.J. woke up first and looked at the clock, which read eight am. Oh damn they both overslept and missed their flight to Reno.
The one they were taking to rush out of the state to get their marriage annulled…only now that might be a bit harder since they had consummated it by hitting the sheets last night. She closed her eyes and lay back in bed as the events of the late night and earlier morning hours hit her.
Oh god, they hadn't just consummated their marriage once…but she counted inside of her head. Did only sexual intercourse count as…oh never mind. Either way they were definitely in trouble.
She wondered what Matt would have to say about it if he woke up. She looked at him buried under his sheets, at least his sumptuous bottom half but his bare chest was visible and he looked damn peaceful in slumber. He had crashed first after that last time but then he was a guy…and he had done so with a smile on his face.
They both had conked out…worn out by lack of sleep and too much…pleasure.
So they missed their flight to Reno and this thing with their marriage had just gotten more complicated because she had hit the wine a bit and felt a bit frisky last night. No, that wasn't quite it…she had wanted him badly enough without the liquor. She had gotten caught up in the wedding, the whole charade where they posed as a married couple on an investigative case…where they came so close to watching each other die that…she realized as did he that they skipped over the honeymoon and they really needed to do something about that.
Which didn't make much sense because they had been planning on the annulment but now…water under the bridge because they had to come up with another plan…because they had messed up the original one by having sex.
But again, years of pent up passion that a friendly kiss every two years or so did nothing to stem…once the flames of lust had combusted between them, neither took any prisoners. It had probably been a long time coming and for both of them…once they hooked up not nearly as long.
They certainly had made up for years of self-denial all last night and the rumpled sheets testified to that but she had thoroughly enjoyed herself and from the way he acted and sounded last night, he had too. Actually the sex had been incredible between the two of them, as if they had all this pent up energy and underlying passion about to burst and she supposed they did….but now it was spent and Matt was still out like a light.
She didn't know if she should leave him but she really had to get up out of their marital bed and figure out what to do next. The analytical lawyerly side of her screamed that they were really in deep now with a marriage that had been consummated and thus would be even more difficult to untangle themselves from than it had been already. She still felt raw from what had almost gone terribly wrong with this latest case and that probably had catalyzed her to ask Matt to kiss her last night.
Because that request had started the ball rolling, with them kissing, touching, taking their clothes off and making love…for at least the first time. She ran her hand through her hair as she looked at her husband…god she had wanted him so much and when their bodies had been united…at last, she had nearly cried. And then she had compounded the ruination of their annulment by how many…repeat performances?
What could she say now, except she couldn't get enough of him and as it turned out, he loved doing the horizontal mambo as much as she did.
She realized under everything, that she loved him. And not just like a best friend and a colleague but as the wife that had become his lover. But in the light of the morning after, she knew that she had put herself in grave risk of a broken heart. Far different than the times when their lives had been on the line like last week but still…painful in its own way.
God, what was she going to do now…head over heels in love with her husband as well as in incredible lust and she knew he might read the last night differently than she did…and she had to be the sensible lawyer here and be ready and able to work towards dissolving the legal and marital ties that bound them together. For the better of both of them and their futures.
She heard him stir next to her, still smiling and she couldn't help herself. She reached out with her fingers and stroked his face. The one that she had been staring at when she had been on top of him riding him like a…well anyway, where they had been…close.
His eyes blinked open from her touch or for another reason, she didn't know but the smile remained on his face as he yawned.
"What time is it?"
"Past eight Houston…we missed the flight to Reno."
He lifted himself on his elbow and didn't seem all that concerned.
"What's for breakfast…we can order from room service."
He sat up, the sheet still wrapped around his waist where underneath…well she knew now what he had been hiding under his clothes all these years and all she had to say was…wow…but that was neither here nor there and wasn't going to help them straighten out this quagmire caused by one incredible and passionate night of sex. Their long-time friendship was in jeopardy, they couldn't annul; their marriage fast enough and here he was thinking about his stomach.
How much like a man…concerned about the second most important part of his anatomy.
He picked up a menu, from where she didn't know. But he flipped through it.
"The omelets are supposed to be world famous…especially the Texan special…"
She sighed, wrapping her arms around herself on the bed…he marveled at the beauty in front of him. If he had known she'd look so breathtaking without a stitch of clothing, maybe he would have married her years ago.
"C.J. look Belgian waffles…you like those don't you…and I bet they come with mangos."
Ah, he remembered her vice and yeah, indulging in a delicious breakfast might do them both a world of good right now.
"Okay…and some eggs on the side and some juice and coffee…and croissants with orange marmalade…and…"
"You're sure hungry this morning…maybe we should have a little bit of everything."
She nodded, that decision made easily enough…the only such one this morning. He placed the order after getting up and giving her a look at his great ass…assets. Oh god, she needed to turn on a fan in here…the way it was starting to heat up. He got a robe from the closet and slipped it on over his body and tossed her one as well.
She just looked at it.
"C.J. if I had my wish, you'd never wear a stitch of clothing again…but you might feel more comfortable with something on…"
Yeah maybe, so she slipped it on over her body which felt a bit achy but then again some of the positions they had been in last night…were best done in yoga class. He noticed she rubbed her arms.
"You sore…we can hit the hot tub after breakfast…"
She looked over at it wistfully.
"That might be nice…I thought I was in great shape but…I guess not all my muscles."
He chuckled and walked over to massage her shoulders…oh my god…the way he stroked and kneaded her pressure points should be a crime and some of her nether parts were feeling a lot better as well.
"Houston…"
She hated to hit the difficult topics before they had even eaten breakfast but she had to cut through to the chase.
"About last night…"
She winced at the cliché she had just used but Matt didn't seem to notice that part of it because there he went grinning again and looking so damn sexy doing it…god it made her weak in the knees when he looked at her like that.
Like he could see underneath her robe…her skin warmed and she smiled back at him, trying to soften what she had to say.
"We need to talk about it…"
He gazed at her.
"Yeah I know…I had no idea…really that making love with you would be what it turned out to be…the most amazing night…in a very long time…"
She looked away from him, his words making her feel like she wanted to relive the night he spoke of all over again but…
"Houston, I'm sorry…"
"What do you have to be sorry about…?"
Oh that sexy voice again…the one who had whispered endearments …some of which couldn't be said in mixed company…and her resolve was weakening.
But she sighed, playing with the sash on her robe.
"I got a little bit out of control…"
He grinned again.
"I'd say so…except I was right there with you…and…those high peaks we hit together…I thought I'd never felt so much...best sex I've ever had."
She blinked her eyes.
"Really….?"
"Damn straight, in fact you can't see right now but under my robe…I'm getting hard just thinking about it."
Oh god…no…she…he…they couldn't repeat the mind blowing sheet wrinkling sex of last night and early this morning…no they had to sit down and talk about what happened and what move to make next like rational thinking adults…oh damn she really wanted to see under his robe.
He licked his lips clearly amused.
"We're still married C.J. which means we're still on our belated honeymoon and you know what that means…"
She paused reading the intent clear in his eyes…oh my…
"What Houston?"
"It means that the odds of us leaving this suite today…are less than even…"
Her blood rushed at how matter of fact he listed the house odds of them not spending the rest of the day consummating their marriage again and again. No wait a minutehere, time to be sensible.
And stop think about him underneath his robe.
"Houston we…can't…."
"Why not…?"
She sighed.
"Last night…well things got a bit…warm…"
"You mean hot don't you…especially when we…"
She just sighed as she got out of bed and he watched her closely as she moved past of him…making sure she was out of reach just in case…
"C.J. you're not thinking about heading off to Reno today…we missed our flight."
"Jet Sky airlines has a fight to Reno from here once every hour…if we…"
He folded his arm.
"I'm not going to Reno today…so you might have to go yourself…although it's going to take both of us to sign the papers to annul this marriage."
"We can't Houston…because we consummated our marriage last night."
"Okay then…forget about Reno and let's concentrate on having fun together…"
She shook her head.
"Houston…we need to talk about how we're going to work this out…"
He lay back on the bed, stretching out with his hands behind his bed watching her worry the carpet.
"WE need to get that divorce…"
"No…"
"WHAT?"
He smiled widely at her.
"I've changed my mind C.J…I don't want a divorce…not after last night."
She just stared at him not believing what she heard.
"How can you base staying married on one sexual episode?"
He refused to budge.
"I've made my mind up…I'm not divorcing you…right now…come back and ask me in..Say 30 days…"
He watched her try to process that with a huge smile.
"But…"
"No buts C.J. except the one I was holding onto when we…"
"Houston!"
He heard the doorbell ring and realized their food had arrived. C.J. just followed him with her incredulous and sexier than hell looking eyes but he had his mind made up. Their marital vows might not wind up being until death they do part but they would last long enough until they sorted everything out including their feelings.
She just shook her head at him and left the room….he grinned to himself, thinking of how to get her to change her mind.
Let the games begin, he thought as he pushed the cart of their favorite foods inside the suite and closed the door.
